“The patter of rain is a chorus of raindrops.”
― Anthony T.Hincks
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Another Quarantined Karaoke Thursday. The rain has brought some wonderful welcomed cooler temperatures. I wore a hooded sweatshirt this morning on my walk and had windows open. Woo-hoo! I was going to sing “Rainy Days and Monday,” but the words continue… “always get me down.” I was delighted, so the rain wasn’t getting me down.
“The rumors of the sun making a brief appearance in North Texas have been greatly exaggerated.”
~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis
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This morning I woke up at the crack of noon…just kidding, I woke up around 9, but I went to bed at 2:30 am, so I just lolligaggled around till noon. (Is that a real word? Spellcheck didn’t like it.) To quote a line from a Santana song, “Evil Ways,”…”My house is dark and pots are cold.” It’s been rainy and gloomy and cold all week, actually a few weeks. My house is dark and I guess my pots are cold. I really don’t have any pots. We went from the scorching heat of summer to instant fall.
I made a cup of hot tea and sat with my iPad, checking my emails and Facebook. One of my friends posted that the sun was out. Oh man! I looked out the window. It wasn’t too dark, there was no pelting of rain. Promising. Hope springs eternal. I posted on Facebook that I heard a rumor that the sun was out, so I was going for a walk.
Optimistically, I put on my gym shoes and grabbed my sunglasses and scurried out the door. I never did see the sun, as it was veiled in whitish grayish streaks of clouds.
Instead of being disappointed, I thought, “At least it’s not raining!” Now, that’s a glass half full or all the way full kinda attitude. As I strolled under the trying-to-come-out sun, I sang an optimistic song. The power of positive thinking, or positive singing.
“Here Comes the Sun…”
My weather alert on my phone just dinged this very second, “A brief rain shower will begin around 5:06.” It’s been dinging all week. ENOUGH ALREADY!!! I better keep singing…Here comes the sun…da da da da…here comes the sun.. Everybody sing along with the Beatles.
“Into each life some rain must fall, but if you are with friends and family, it doesn’t matter.”
~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis
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“Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.”
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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We had some well needed rain off and on today. It was also garbage day, so I decided to let God rinse out my garbage cans. (I’m so smart) Yesterday, He was kind enough to wash my car. Isn’t it nice when He saves you time and money?
This evening, my weather app sounded a
warning of possible flooding and severe weather in Collin County. I was supposed to meet my friends at the VFW for karaoke. Should I go or stay home? I decided to go anyway because my dear friend Sherri Murphy was going to meet me there. We texted and decided to take a chance. It never did rain.
We arrived at the same time and I asked Bob to take our picture in front of the big green tank.
I told Sherri that I had the perfect caption for our photo…
TONI AND SHERRI GET TANKED AT THE McKINNEY VFW.
Well, even though we braved the possible storms, it turned out that Danny, the DJ had mechanical difficulties and his music hard drive had crashed, so there was no music. Oh no! We all sat in the quiet hall while Danny went somewhere to try and get some help. We thought, maybe we should leave. I took my cell phone, found the Cupid Shuffle on YouTube, and put it next to a microphone. A bunch of us got up to dance.
If you can’t sing, you might as well dance. Then we went home. There’s always next week.
Good to see you Sherri, and thanks for recording our silly dance.
The rain to the wind said,
You push and I’ll pelt.’
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged–though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.
Robert Frost
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If it rains any more, I’m going to swim over to Home Depot to buy some lumber to start building the ARK. I know where I can find two ducks, two cats, and two dogs. But, if your pets go missing, don’t look at me, they probably just floated away.
View out my door.
The pond is way over its banks. Even the ducks are hiding.
Enough already! Thank you God for this cleansing rain, but I’m putting in a stop order prayer. Amen. Can I hear an Amen?
“Rain, rain go away. Come again another day. Like in August, when it’s 102 degrees and dry as a bone, and we’re under water restrictions.”
~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis
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Another rainy day. Thank goodness I got my Zumba class in this morning, because it looks like no chance for a walk today. I don’t know how to swim
My friend Zelda and I went to lunch this afternoon. The sky looked clear except for a little grey out in the distance. Thank goodness she brought her umbrella in when we went to The Pantry on the square.
I got the chicken fried chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, and fried okra. I didn’t take a picture, as not to make you salivate on your computer screen. It’s sooooo good!
We were in the middle of lunch when the skies opened up like crazy. This allowed more time for Zelda to go through my 226 photos from my trip to Santa Fe, with time left over to watch the deluge from the window.
The pictures don’t do the torrent justice, but it was bad. On the way home, we were diverted several times by city trucks or police cars blocking off flooded streets.
I dropped Zelda off at home, then made it home safely. Now, just sitting here listening to the constant tap tap tap of rain on the window panes.
View from my window. The flag doesn’t mind a little rain. I guess I don’t either.
The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected; I have always considered the rain to be healing—a blanket—the comfort of a friend. Without at least some rain in any given day, or at least a cloud or two on the horizon, I feel overwhelmed by the information of sunlight and yearn for the vital, muffling gift of falling water.~Douglas Coupland, Life After God
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This morning, the dark looming clouds were a pleasant sight. I got up early to try and get a run in before going to my writing group. It misted a tiny bit when I first set out at 7:30, but I figured , “So what! I’m going to be sopping wet after my run.” It never did rain, so I joggled about three miles, and indeed, I was drenched without the rain.
Look at those beautiful clouds! We desperately needed the rain. It started raining around 9:30 and it was wonderful to use the wipers on my car for a change. Did I mention we need rain?
Funny how a little rain can brighten a gloomy day. Ironic? The sun is out now, but the rain was lovely while it lasted.
The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected; I have always considered the rain to be healing—a blanket—the comfort of a friend. Without at least some rain in any given day, or at least a cloud or two on the horizon, I feel overwhelmed by the information of sunlight and yearn for the vital, muffling gift of falling water.
~Douglas Coupland, Life After God
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As you can tell, I love to use alliteration. Rain-Wain, I don’t write with a lisp.
It was pretty nice out this morning, cool, balmy, with impending muggy on the way. I did my morning walk/run around the big field in front of Mom’s condo. By the time I did my 20 laps, I was pretty sweaty. It’s just water.
The rest of the day flew by. Breakfast , out to lunch and the store, some errands, visiting, then…oh my goodness…time for my evening walk.
I scrambled , put on my gym shoes, down the elevator, and out the door. Darn! It was raining! Not hard rain, but substantial.
So , what would any “waskily wabbit ” walker do? Yep, I ran back up and borrowed Mom’s umbrella. Off I went for 10 laps in the rain. I didn’t melt. Actually, it was rather refreshing.
While I was walking in the “wain,” I said to myself , “Self, (and yes I do say self) You can do anything you put my mind to. You are amazing!”
As the quote says, ” I have always considered the rain to be healing.”
“Rainy days should be spent at home with a cup of tea and a good book.”
― Bill Watterson, The Calvin and Hobbes Tenth Anniversary Book
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It started out rainy again today, storming all last night. Yikes! Enpugh already. But, the skies eventually cleared. The rain can’t last forever. Or,can it?
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Creedance Clesrwater Revival
Long as I remember the rain been comin’ down
Clouds of mystery pourin’ confusion on the ground.
Good men through the ages tryin’ to find the sun.
And I wonder still I wonder who’ll stop the rain.
I went down Virginia (I did drive down Virginia Avenue) seekin’ shelter from the storm
Caught up in the fable I watched the tower grow
Five year plans and new deals wrapped in golden chains.
And I wonder still I wonder who’ll stop the rain.
Heard the singers playin’, how we cheered for more.
The crowd had rushed together tryin’ to keep warm.
Still the rain kept pourin’, fallin’ on my ears
And I wonder, still I wonder who’ll stop the rain.
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“Rainy days should be spent at home with a cup of tea and a good book.”
― Bill Watterson, The Calvin and Hobbes Tenth Anniversary Book
“The only noise now was the rain, pattering softly with the magnificent indifference of nature for the tangled passions of humans.”
― Sherwood Smith
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A little rain is good for the grass. A lot of rain is good for the lakes. Too much rain is not good for my spirits. I’m going crazy! I waited for the rain and mist to stop so I could go for a walk. Well, it didn’t stop. I need my walk! After sitting on the couch for hours, checking emails, looking at Facebook, and wasting most of the day, I finally laced up my gym shoes, put on my windbreaker, and flipped up my hood. Off I went.
Not sure if you can see the pond in the background, but it’s ready to spill over. The ducks are happy. I ain’t happy.
I was able to to get out for a little over an hour before the skies opened up. I made it home before the deluge. That’s when the Frito frenzy set in. I ate half a bag of Fritos. Not because I had self control, but because I had already eaten the other half earlier.
By now, I was going stir crazy, so I did some laundry, cleaned and wiped down all the kitchen counters, and pulled out the vacuum. I vacuumed the entire downstairs, carpet and tile floors. I haven’t vacuumed since the Clinton administration! Well, almost.
Rain, rain, go away
My house is clean
The skies are grey.
If you don’t stop
I’m going to cry
And eat a whole
Entire pie.
Toni Andrukaitis 